<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Kim Manners on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/kim-manners/</link><description>Recent content in Kim Manners on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sat, 30 May 2026 20:13:47 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/kim-manners/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Suiting Danielle Part 2</title><link>/stories/2012/06/06/suiting-danielle-part-2/</link><pubDate>Wed, 06 Jun 2012 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2012/06/06/suiting-danielle-part-2/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;(story continues from &lt;a href="suitingdanielle.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Suiting Danielle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Continued from &lt;a href="suitingdanielle.html"&gt;Suiting Danielle, Part 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Danielle Kasimir floated in her tube, an unhappy, androgynous, nearly featureless plastic mannikin, alone in the large subterranean room where she was created in her new form, a room she had walked in as a normal woman some unknown number of hours ago.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;She was unsure of the passage of time: everything was so bizarre to her now, immersed in her new un-breathing, un-eating, un-blinking existence, that she had difficulty marshaling her thoughts for more than a few minutes at a time.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Heather's Halloween Hell</title><link>/stories/2008/10/31/heathers-halloween-hell/</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Oct 2008 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2008/10/31/heathers-halloween-hell/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;from the Halloween special 2008&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“This is going to be the coolest Halloween ever!” Heather could hardly contain her excitement. “These have got to be the best costumes I&amp;rsquo;ve ever seen!”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Will looked up at her from the couch, stirred from his nap. “Let&amp;rsquo;s take a look.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Heather shoved him over and sat down, bouncing in enthusiasm, a big bag on her lap. “Oh yeah, Amrita turned me on to Harold Chin, this guy she knows who makes these incredible, one-of-a-kind costumes.”&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Cathy's Delivery</title><link>/stories/2008/06/22/cathys-delivery/</link><pubDate>Sun, 22 Jun 2008 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2008/06/22/cathys-delivery/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cathy&amp;rsquo;s Delivery: Part 1&lt;/strong&gt;
© 2008. Not to be reposted without permission.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Cathy Salazar had heard of Mark DeSouza before she ever met him. He regularly appeared in several different sections of the newspaper. In the business section, he was the handsome reclusive millionaire, entrepreneur and fifth-generation owner of a legendary winery. In the social column, Mark DeSouza was regarded as Northern California’s JFK Jr. mixed with Howard Hughes, an eligible bachelor who mostly secluded himself in his Napa Valley Chateau.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Cathy's Delivery Part 2</title><link>/stories/2008/06/22/cathys-delivery-part-2/</link><pubDate>Sun, 22 Jun 2008 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2008/06/22/cathys-delivery-part-2/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;This is the conclusion to &amp;ldquo;&lt;a href="cathys_delivery1.html"&gt;Cathy&amp;rsquo;s Delivery: Part 1&lt;/a&gt;&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cathy&amp;rsquo;s Delivery: Part 2&lt;/strong&gt;
© 2008. Not to be reposted without permission.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Cathy left Emily in the bedroom to finish undressing, leaving her a bath towel and some clothes to change into. She stripped off her catsuit, donned a t-shirt and sweats, and went into the kitchen and put the kettle on. She needed some time to think.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;She was still lost in thought when Emily padded in almost an hour later wearing a man&amp;rsquo;s-size football jersey. She was freshly showered and refreshed, but still blotchy and reddish from her enclosure. She sat down across the small table from Cathy and poured herself a cup of tea.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Bad Bargain 2: The Story Continued</title><link>/stories/2008/01/27/bad-bargain-2-the-story-continued/</link><pubDate>Sun, 27 Jan 2008 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2008/01/27/bad-bargain-2-the-story-continued/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;[This story is the sequel to &lt;a href="bad_bargain2.html"&gt;Bad Bargain 2&lt;/a&gt; by Lobo De La Sombra: An excellent story which should be read before this one. The concepts, ideas an predicaments set forth in that story were so inventive and powerful they absolutely required an expansion. &amp;ndash;KM]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The gorgeous brunette forced her face against the cold window. Condensation chilled her skin where the glass touched it. She would have cried out, but her mouth was stuffed with an enormous red rubber ball gag. She gazed out into the dark night outside, her rapid breath fogging the window and obscuring the view.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Gary &amp; Kristin</title><link>/stories/2005/11/02/gary-kristin/</link><pubDate>Wed, 02 Nov 2005 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2005/11/02/gary-kristin/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;This work of fiction is Copyright © 2005 Kim Manners. This story
may not be reposted without permission.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Gary and Kristin had been friends for about ten years. They met as classmates
at UCLA and their friendship grew. Real friends, buddies with practically
identical tastes, senses of humor, and outlooks on the world. When they
were together, seeing a movie or having dinner or just hanging out, they
shared an easy and complimentary familiarity married couples would envy.
One would say they were soul mates, were it not for the plain fact they
never shared a romantic relationship. Sometimes in life timing is everything. For when Gary and Kristin met,
they were both in relationships with others. Gary was engaged to Amy, A
girl he met freshman year, and Kristin was dating a musician named Sergio.
Gary really didn’t like him, but kept it to himself.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Suiting Danielle</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/suiting-danielle/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/suiting-danielle/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It was not Danielle Kasimir&amp;rsquo;s habit to answer strange-looking ads on Craigslist, but the one she was considering was one of the oddest&amp;ndash; and most lucrative-looking&amp;ndash; she had seen in a while.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MODEL WANTED (NO EXPERIENCE) – Coachella Valley&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Looking for woman, 18-30, to fit-model unique costumes. Must not be claustrophobic, not have allergies to latex or polyvinyls, be able to devote a whole weekend. No nudity or photography, must sign confidentiality doc. Pay $3K. Respond with picture.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>